Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

AoYa didn't have time to help Lang with her magic Qi. She galloped out, but was waved away by childe Lang, and the roof fell on childe Lang.

The rain poured down.

At this moment, a figure stood up from the ruins and his eyes were dazzling blue in the night.

But occasionally there was a black light passing by.

He was covered with blood, and the blood on his forehead gurgled and flowed, which instantly dyed his white skin red.

The hand holding the throat, as if in a struggle between the two people, close, close and break free.

AoYa is eager to try, but she doesn't know how to help young master Lang.

A touch of black gas flashed through childe Lang's blood, but it was difficult to cover Qingjun's eyebrows. Finally, he pinched his hands and was restrained.

"I'm going to devour you." after gritting his teeth, young master Lang gave AoYa a cold look. "Protect the Dharma for me. I'll eat this touch of divine knowledge, otherwise it will become a great disaster in the future."

He didn't expect that the touch of divine knowledge had so deep feelings for Longfei language.

Deep enough, he didn't hold it down with Yuan Shen.

His heart was filled with a trace of incomprehensible emotion, so he had to bite his teeth. He knew that today, at the moment of awakening, he should devour this divine consciousness.

He closed his eyes, picked up all his divine consciousness and headed for the sea.

His divine sense is like a huge wave, and the struggling divine sense in the depths of the sea, although weak, has a deep hatred.

Wailing and roaring, like a wounded beast.

No longer hesitated, he drove the powerful divine consciousness towards the weak one, and opened his big mouth to swallow it.

But at the next moment, that touch of divine consciousness scattered white light, like a sharp blade.

Alan smiled coldly, "if you were honest, I would allow you to stay in Shihai, but you wanted to kill me."

"Where is Yuer?"

"Dead..."

"She's not dead. Where is she?" the remaining divine knowledge asked word by word.

"His appearance is ruined, his accomplishments are sealed, and his memory is gone. What's the difference between death and death?" Alan said with a malicious laugh.

"Yu'er is innocent. You can send her back to the South China Sea. Her mind is simple. If you give any reason, she will believe it and won't bother you. Why should she be so cruel?" the remaining divine knowledge gradually has a thin shadow. Qingjun's face is full of despair, her eyes are tearful, and her words are weeping blood.

It's all his fault. He shouldn't have brought her here to practice.

Even if it's going to be a robbery, what's the matter? Even without him, she still has so many brothers and sisters to protect her. She will never suffer a loss.

Why did he urge her to practice?

And he never knew that there was a demon sleeping in the depths of the sea.

If he had known, he would have burst into flames and wouldn't give this man a chance to hurt yu'er.

In the remaining memory, he only saw the face full of blood.

Then he was driven into the dark.

He knew that he was just a touch of divine consciousness derived from the original God of the body when he was sleeping.

The Lord's divine sense is too strong, he can't get rid of it at all.

And this man, divine power and cultivation are also very high.

It is not something that his broken divine sense can resist.

He can only wait for a chance.

Kill this body and find his language.

However, he failed.

Remorse, pain, despair, sadness, all kinds of emotions like ten thousand poisonous snakes are biting his heart.

The body is more and more transparent, as if the wind would disperse.